[Chorus: Playa Blac]
Crash dummies in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Flexers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Crossers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Hoes all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Crash dummies in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Flexers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Crossers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Hoes all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
[Verse 1: Playa Blac]
Hang and slang out on the track
Time to kick it, Playa Blac
Frayser bound, and that's a fact
Talkin' shit—I break yo' back
What's up to my nigga E
Big Boy Mike, and Pimp Big C
Blowin' dosha constantly
Stayin' about that paper cheese
On my block, my niggas swang
Fuck that shit, we gotta maintain
Smoked out, loced out, catchin' drain
Leavin' sucker heart in flames
Hear me bumpin', bump this shit
Why you hatin' out, lil' bitch?
24/7 'bout my hog
Player type that's so legit
On the go is how I be
Playa Blac and A.F.E
Cliqued up with my nigga Yo
Comin' straight from Project C
To the L, to the I-C-K
Damnin' what you haters say
Either way we'll make our pay
Bumpin' on that Hutch, and Gaye
Playa Marlon, crack some dome
Playa T, pack that tone
If some busters step up wrong
Bump some feelin' through they bone
Let these bitches know the biz'
Havin' that ana', we'll split yo' wig
So we players ain't for you, trick
Handle with the qu-izz-ick-ness
'99, I'm stayin' straight
And Project Click won't hesitate
To stop you buster bitches
That are fuckin' up my paper chase, bitch
[Chorus: Playa Blac]
Crash dummies in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Flexers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Crossers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Hoes all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Crash dummies in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Flexers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Crossers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Hoes all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
[Verse 2: ?]
Crash bitches constantly, it's that hoe-ass nigga flaugin'
We be mobbin', ain't no stoppin', we done put you on yo' collar
Got you figured out, so what, we the soldiers with them buttons
That'll hand ya like a dog, fuck you off like you a slut
Boy, I told you with no gang, that all this shit gotta change
Cliqued, we real about our hog, Project Click, we all in vein
On the town and movin' on, while you still lookin' like cone
Ain't no time for no fake, it's these feelings in my bone
Awaken shaken', drop it off, it's my nigga with them Glocks
On a mission for a kill, and I bet you we will pop
[Chorus: Playa Blac]
Crash dummies in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Flexers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Crossers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Hoes all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Crash dummies in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Flexers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Crossers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Hoes all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
[Verse 3: Lil' Reefer]
Paper chase in my veins, nigga, I don't give a fuck
Buckin' on some bitches, 'cause Lil' Reefer just didn't show no love
Dummies, they be everywhere, all up on a nigga nuts
Suckin' up to get my riches, so dummie hoes I just don't trust
Why do dummies think they hard, why do dummies talk that shit?
Stupid dummies lose they life, when fuckin' with the Project Click
Grizzind, livin' on the edge, evil thoughts might cruise my mind
All about my hustle, makin' money is the bottom line
Dummies, come and get struck down, my nine causin' pain
Suckers, they wanna come bust up my game
My life is so sophisticated, I'm steadily hated
This shit got me goin' insane, bitch
[Chorus: Playa Blac]
Crash dummies in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Flexers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Crossers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Hoes all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Crash dummies in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Flexerd all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Crossers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Hoes all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
[Verse 4: Playa G]
Paper chase is in my blood, and I'm livin' by that, bitch
Playa G is who I be, Frayser bound where I dwell
North Memphis where I'm from, Project C who we be
Paper chasin' what we do, stay about your business, bitch
Shouts out to the N.M.C., ana', it's a must we spray
Lil' U got a bag of hay, Bookie, will you chief today?
No, I quit the other day, what's up to my brother Dre?
Keep these hoes up on your dick, Little Bud in that hoe
Funked out in the freezer, mane, White Boy Shawn, blow a gun
Watch me flow to cloud 9, super high and super crunk, it's whatever
[Chorus: Playa Blac]
Crash dummies in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Flexers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Crossers all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase
Hoes all up in my face, fuckin' up my paper chase